I'm but a stranger here, Heav'n is my home; Earth is a desert drear, Heav'n is my home. Danger and sorrow stand round me on every hand; Heav'n is my fatherland, Heav'n is my home. What though the tempest rage, Heav'n is my home; Short is my pilgrimage, Heav'n is my home; Time's wild and wintry blast soon shall be over past; I shall reach home at last, Heav'n is my home. There at my Savior's side Heav'n is my home; I shall be glorified, Heav'n is my home. There are the good and blest, those I loved most and best; There, too, I soon shall rest, Heav'n is my home. Therefore I murmur not, Heav'n is my home; Whate'er my earthly lot, Heav'n is my home; And I shall surely stand there at my Lord's right hand. Heav'n is my fatherland, Heav'n is my home.Drin drin drin Ci sarò Niechaj zstąpi Duch Twój Seigneur, tu donnes ta grâce Vite... à nouveau sur pieds VAWLEI CEUNAK CU JESUH A SI ياللي بجرحك شفيت كل النفوس Да славит Тебя ПСАЛОМ 019 Prúd času rýchle odnáša
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